This is a song about "Indian hill boys"

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Thats what happens if you degrade indian rappes like "this indian is rappin' bad"

Screamin, "fuck - all y'all niggaz" in swahilipistol packin fresh out of jail, i ain't goin back

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,

Simply out of this world by choice

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Another dead woman,another bad boys

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,